I thought for National Poetry Day,
I should write this post in rhyme;
Through contrived sentence and clever word play,
My linguistic skills may shine.
With subtle nuance and clever word,
And startling metaphor,
My prose could fly as if a bird,
And through the language soar.
I could entertain with charm and wit
And delight with eloquence;
The world would be bettered through what I’d writ:
And be changed from this point hence.
People would gather around this site,
And gasp in admiration and awe;
“Never have we seen such linguistic might!”
They’d exclaim at what they saw.
Sadly, inspiration strikes me not –
Though this is hardly rare –
So I’ll give this up as a bad lot;
Not that you’ll really care.